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Dreams Are Small

  1. In land of stars the blackness rules and light is slave to dark.
  2. A land where stars are forced to stay where night has e’er them parked.
  3. The stars are small, their skies are broad, the space above us vast,
  4. Yet we on earth are small as sand and brittle as the glass.
  5. Our hopes and dreams are big to us, and joy inside us felt
  6. When we wish upon them much and look to them for help.
  7. But dreams get broke and hopes do shatter and wishes don’t come true.
  8. They’re all br’ttle, ’cuz they’re all small when they’re looked in view.

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By Kim Siever

Kim Siever is an independent journalist based in Lethbridge, Alberta. He writes daily news stories, focusing on municipal, provincial, and federal politics, specializing in investigative journalism and critical analysis from a leftist political lens. He also writes regular editorials on general politics and social issues.

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